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I live in a world of contrasts and the hardest thing is to adapt to the new rules of civilisation whatever they might be. Our society seems to forget more and more to discern what's in her benefit and what's not, although there's still time to make the right choice and to establish new priorities. Actually,saying that and being part of this crowd I should do likewise. Therefore, learning English has become one of my priorities beside my health and making happy all the people I love. I'd like to find a friend here who wants to share with me his opinions about anything it comes through our mind.
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    December 28, 2014
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    Memories about a yellowed picture

    That woman seemed to be over seventy; she was sitting on a wooden chair in front of her loom.
    Her eyes were fixed on the moving wire  and her hands knew well what to do.
    Her legs were firmly placed on the floor; she wore a dress decorated with tiny white flowers.
    An entire life spent making textiles, working from dawn to dusk.
    Poor woman, what sacrifices for her family!
    A selfish man often drunk, the worst of three males.
    But Providence had been good in gifting her an angel, named Lina.


    I'm glad to see you kept your old-fashioned poetic style. :)


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    Short Story Review Part II . Gradually, Oswald proves to be avid for sexual adventures and a true misogynist. “You know my rule. I never return to a female a second time. With me at any rate, women invariably pull out all stops during the first encounter, and the second meeting therefore can be nothing more than the same old tune on the same old fiddle. Who wants that? Not me.” Although taken individually this statement could hurt female’s feelings, the humour of the scene placed cleverly by the author cannot be anything other than pleasant for everyone. Yet, as if attempting to soften it, he acknowledges the mystery that lies behind each woman. “Which all goes to show for the thousandth time that women are as inscrutable as the ocean. You never know what you have under your keel, deep water or shallow, until you have heaved the lead.” Following the thread of the narration, the emergence of other characters with a vulnerable air emphasizes the comical side of the story. The experiment is a success but the whole story has an unbelievable twist at the end, building even more the suspense for the reader . The end is absolutely hilarious. Everything returns against Oswald; his arrogance and boldness are punished. There are moments when one could think the story is dull and puerile, but the style is rather clear and concise and garnished with a light touch of humour. Even though it was first published by a men’s magazine, there aren’t disturbing erotic scenes as you might expect. The author seems to have wanted to leave more to our imagination. However, I can’t say I’d strongly recommend this story, I’d rather say it has a relaxing flavour and therefore is perfect to be read on a rainy Sunday afternoon.
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